American fiction -- 20th century; Divorce -- Fiction; Married people -- Fiction; Rich people -- Fiction
He concluded to become a newspaper reporter and writer of articles for
the press. This would provide an immediate income and would not
interfere unduly with other projects. Besides it would enable him to
give public expression to some of his opinions, which would be an
æsthetic satisfaction. He also engaged desk-room in an office shared
by four men independent of one another and interchangeably petty
lawyers, traders and dealers in mortgages and land. On the glass door
one read "Real Estate and
Mortgages--Investments--Collections--Loans--Notary Public." Below were
the names of the occupants, followed by the titles of several wildcat
companies, the dregs of oil and mining ventures in the neighborhood of
Benham, of which one of them was the promoter and treasurer. It seemed
to Emil a location where he, hampered by circumstances from jostling
elbows with men of means, might use his wits profitably until he could
see his way to more imposing quarters. Here he would be unobserved and
yet not wholly out of touch with what was going on. On the same floor
of the building, which was a hive of small concerns, there was a
broker's office which had a wire to Chicago and knowing correspondents
in New York. That it was described as a "bucket shop" by more
prosperous banking firms prejudiced Emil in its favor; he ascribed the
stigma to capitalistic envy and social ostracism. He became friendly
with the proprietor, discussed with him the merits of the wares on his
counter, and presently, acting on "tips" obtained from this source,
captured on several occasions sums ranging from ten to fifty dollars by
the purchase of ten shares of stock or an equivalent amount of grain,
requiring an advance on his own part of not more than three per cent.
of the purchase price--a mere bagatelle. This as a beginning was
satisfactory. It eked out his journalistic income; and the skill with
which he plied the process, contrasted with the folly displayed by most
of the customers, flattered the faith which he had in his sound
judgment. This broker's shop was the resort of scores of people of
small means, trades-folk, clerks, salaried dependents and some women,
keen to acquire from the fluctuations of the speculative markets a few
crumbs of the huge gains garnered by the magnates of Wall Street, of
which they read emulously in the newspapers. To put up one's thirty
dollars, and to have one's margin of venture or profit wiped out within
twenty-four hours, was the normal experience, sooner or later, of
ninety per cent. of these unfortunates. The remainder were shrewder
and longer lived, and to this remnant Emil indisputably belonged.
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